I I ask you for signs and you, buried at sea send me mermaids and foreign license plates I am too keen to look *** I have sea salt in my hairReallyTsunami II Pas de nouvelles à annoncer Pas de messages personnels Mais sur les murs de mon ennui, j’écris ton nom en cursiveà l’encre bleue soigneusement, comme l’écolière comme une folle, une éxilée comme future amoureuse —une amante Comme la lune au soleil comme … Continue reading Lady July by Sophie Roy
Why do I have to set the table if the boys are still playing? Why do I have to go with mom to the supermarket if he isn’t? Why can’t I jump around in the park with a skirt on? Why can’t I play with them? Why can’t I eat more cake? Why can’t I start boxing? Why can’t I stay out as late as those … Continue reading Because I’m A Girl by Sophie Roy
Emma’s birthday partyAftermathOpen a windowBurn the green top in the sinkWatch it burn. Axelle’s birthday partySmash his head through the living room’s windowThe girls will thank you for it tomorrow morning. Women bond over pain. Is it okay for me to say that? Am I allowed to be angry? 14th of july, nice day for a miscarriage. Bloody tiles;Bloody Mary. Wanna go to the pool? Cannonball styleHow far can … Continue reading When Do You Get to Be Angry? by Sophie Roy
